Rec: The Rules of Relaxation by dizzydame
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Title: The Rules of Relaxation
Author:
dizzydame
Genre: Romance, Smut, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: "He sips cider and keeps an eye on the storefront, thinking that no one misses his presence. He is wrong, of course, and Jack seeks him out."
Status: Complete
Length: Short oneshot
Warnings: bottom!Jack. :D
Comment: Bottom!Jack fics is one of my kinks, especially with dominant!Ianto. :D
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There is spiked eggnog and mistletoe and music playing loudly. Owen dances with the girls, and with Jack. There is a snog that makes Tosh blush and Gwen giggle, but Ianto isn't privy to any of this. He hangs back from the crowd. This is his first Christmas without Lisa, his first Christmas with no distraction from the celebration. He is drowning in guilt and regret, and in no mood to party.
He sips cider and keeps an eye on the storefront, thinking that no one misses his presence. He is wrong, of course, and Jack seeks him out.
"You need to come relax." Jack leans on the counter, arms crossed against the surface of it. Ianto stares down at his novel and shrugs.
Author:
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Genre: Romance, Smut, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: "He sips cider and keeps an eye on the storefront, thinking that no one misses his presence. He is wrong, of course, and Jack seeks him out."
Status: Complete
Length: Short oneshot
Warnings: bottom!Jack. :D
Comment: Bottom!Jack fics is one of my kinks, especially with dominant!Ianto. :D
~_~_~_~_~
There is spiked eggnog and mistletoe and music playing loudly. Owen dances with the girls, and with Jack. There is a snog that makes Tosh blush and Gwen giggle, but Ianto isn't privy to any of this. He hangs back from the crowd. This is his first Christmas without Lisa, his first Christmas with no distraction from the celebration. He is drowning in guilt and regret, and in no mood to party.
He sips cider and keeps an eye on the storefront, thinking that no one misses his presence. He is wrong, of course, and Jack seeks him out.
"You need to come relax." Jack leans on the counter, arms crossed against the surface of it. Ianto stares down at his novel and shrugs.